Zhongqing could no longer resist and allowed the middle-aged man to pull her into the box.
At the moment the door closed.
Her heart seemed to have died.
The man's coveted eyes fell on Zhong Qing's chest. He couldn't help sniffing her breath, and sneered: "Your body is so beautiful...it smells really good..."
Zhong Qing suddenly came to her senses, a cold light flashed under her eyes, and she wanted to break away: "Let me go, otherwise, you will definitely regret it!"
The man smiled and said, "If I let you go, I will regret it!"
While talking, the man pressed Zhongqing down on the sofa, stretched out his hand, and wanted to tear off her clothes.
There was a layer of fear and nausea in Zhong Qing's heart, and she felt like vomiting for no reason. She turned her head slightly, and without any hesitation, bit the man's arm hard.
"Ah..." The middle-aged man cried out in pain, and subconsciously wanted to break free from Zhongqing's mouth, but Zhongqing bit her tightly, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth.
The middle-aged man was completely angry. He raised his other hand and slapped Zhong Qing hard on the face.
Zhongqing was dazzled by the dumping, her teeth were loosened, her face was in burning pain, and her eyes felt a little sour, as if tears were about to flow out.
Zhongqing could no longer struggle, and she could clearly hear the sound of being torn apart.
There was never a trace of weakness on her face.
However, boundless despair spreads deep in my heart...
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Leng Yan took Tang Wei all the way out of the restaurant.
Along the way, his expression was extremely gloomy. Even Tang Wei beside him was frightened by his cold aura and hesitated to speak.
The two got into the car.
The driver asked: "Mr. Leng, are you going back to the villa now?"
Leng Yan sat in his seat without responding, his eyes were deep and deep, making it impossible to see through his thoughts.
Tang Wei, who was on the side, looked sideways at his resolute profile, with searching eyes, stretched out her hand, and gently pulled his arm: "Yan, are we going back?"
Leng Yan was instantly brought back to his senses, his eyes darkened, and he glanced in the direction of the restaurant.
Finally, he responded through his teeth: "Go back!"
For a moment, Tang Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
The driver started the car immediately.
Leng Yan always had a sullen face, while Tang Wei sat aside in silence and wisely, being a gentle and considerate wife, trying not to annoy Leng Yan at this time.
"parking!"
Suddenly, Leng Yan spoke coldly.
The driver was surprised, but still parked the car on the side of the road.
Tang Wei looked at Leng Yan suspiciously, "Yan, is there anything else?"
Subconsciously, she felt vaguely uneasy.
"If you have something to do, go back to the company!" Leng Yan lowered his eyes and coldly ordered the driver: "Send her back first!"
"Yes, Mr. Leng!"
Through the glass window, Tang Wei watched the tall figure getting smaller and smaller in her sight, her fingers bent and fell into the palm of her hand.
That woman disappeared for three years, why did she come back?
Why does the ghost always linger?!
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No matter how hard Zhongqing struggled, her clothes were still taken off.
In the end, only the close-fitting clothing is left.
The middle-aged man looked at it, and salivation suddenly surged in his heart.
This is truly a stunner!
No matter how calm Zhongqing is, at this moment, her heart is full of fear and nausea, and she shouts loudly: "I tell you, I am Leng Yan's woman!"